You could sleep for a week and still wake up exhausted.
This isn't about hours. You could sleep for twelve hours tonight and wake up just as hollow. Something deeper than your body has run dry — the part of you that used to care, used to feel things arriving fresh, used to have something left at the end of the day. You're not depressed. You're not broken. You are depleted in a way that rest doesn't fix because rest isn't what you've lost. You've lost the thread that makes effort feel like it means something. You're still functioning. You're still showing up. But you're doing it from somewhere empty, and you've been there long enough that empty started to feel like normal.
Get your read — free on iPhonetwelve hours of sleep won't fix this. you've run dry somewhere deeper than your body, and you've been pretending that's fine for a while.